Please forgive my corny/weird title. Anyway, this is my first fic, and I hope ya'll will like it! Reviews are definitely appreciated :) Brittana fluff will be present soon, because I still can't get the sour taste of -cough- BRAM -cough- in my mouth.
Hoodie... Definitely. Sweatpants... Yep. Jeans... Ew this pair looks dirty. Oh well my ass looks good in this though. Dresses... Should I bring them too?
"Brittany! This is the fifth time and I repeat, get your butt down here!" A loud voice boomed from downstairs.
"Alright alright rach-" I was about to reply but Rachel's loud voice interrupted me again. "I sweaaaarrrrr, if youuuuu don't get down hereeee, we are missssiing this cruise for goooood!" This time Rachel's singing it out just like how she normally does on her broadway musicals. At home though, it is a Rachel Berry translation of "I'm warning you, this is the last straw bitch!" With that, I hung my favourite black lace dress back onto the hanger and kept it in the closet. I threw in the rest of my clothes that lay sprawled across my bed in my luggage and sped down to the living room.
damn, i love my best friend rachel, but she gets on my nerves with her big headed attitude sometimes. - oh and her extremely loud voice. But I have to be thankful to her though, she has been providing a shelter for me to live in after last year's college graduation. College graduation...They say that graduating at college is the best part of every person's life as they finally feel a sense of accomplishment. But it wasn't for me. It was more like a doomsday for me. Literally every student there were in their graduation gown and caps, posing for family photos with bouquet of flowers in their hands. I was sitting at the bench, hands buried in my head, after receiving that devastating phone call from my aunt-my mom had another severe stroke from an aortic stenosis disease she had for awhile while I was here for college. She continued that my dad was so emotionally broke from my mom's death and went missing. I myself, was too overwhelmed by everything but I was mad at my dad at the same time. I understood how lost he felt, but he still had a daughter to care for. That daughter was then left cradled in the arms of her best friend as she broke down. At her graduation.
"Finally Pierce-O-Lady! You could have packed last night!" Rachel reprimanded me, with her arms folded across her blue floral modcloth dress.
There was a knock at the door and I went forward to answer it, giving me a chance to escape my best friend's nagging. But of course Rachel beat me to it.
She probably just downed her 4th cup of coffee. But at least she shut up so all was good.
"AHH QUINNY!" Rachel screamed hysterically as she tackle hugged her girlfriend.
Yep, it's definitely the coffee.
"Hey girls, I'm so sorry I came here late! My car was out of gas so I had to get it filled up first. Wouldn't want us breaking down in the middle of the road while we're on the way to the port huh? Quinn exclaimed, as she flashed a radiant smile at us.
Rachel gave a dramatic 'aw' as placed her left arm around Quinn's shoulders, then planting a kiss to her cheeks. "So thoughtful, baby." Quinn beamed shyly at the praise she got from her girlfriend. I rolled my eyes at this interaction and folded my arms, pretending to be upset. "Why did you keep yelling at me when Quinn was the latest one instead?" I narrowed my eyes at Rachel and gave her a fake menacing look.
Rachel shifted her hand from Quinn's shoulders to her waist and proudly announced, "My Quinny is an exception, Britt." Both of them exchanged sweet glances with each other and I threw my hands up in exasperation. "I give up on you two." Quinn slowly got out of Rachel's grasp and I felt her arms go up and wrap behind my neck, her cheek resting on my shoulder. "Aw Britt, Rachel and I planned this 7 days cruise vacation for you after seeing you so distraught over the Puck madness. C'mon, don't be mad even before we set off alright?" She pulled out of our embrace and gave a wink.
Puck...
I forced a weak smile to show my appreciation towards Rachel's caring girlfriend but I couldn't shake off my thoughts about Puck.
I remembered the time I first met him at Breadstix. I needed to have a job in order to pay off my rents for staying at Rachel's house. Since then, I started working as a waitress at Breadstix which was just two blocks away from her house. My new job didn't exactly start out great though, I often got picked on and reprimanded by the senior co-workers just because I was a newbie. Even the customers took a toll on my misery as they gave dumb complaints such as "There was a mouse in my food". I mean, I Brittany S Pierce, was one of the most popular cheerios in high school. Those people at my workplace were definitely not allowed to put me down. Things changed when one of the waiter Puck noticed me though. He became extremely protective of me, and would lash out at anyone who dared to make fun of me. Soon enough, I found myself attracted to him and we started dating. I even told him days after we first dated that I truly believed he was my soulmate. Did I mention he was super fine too? All that romance between us was short-lived last week, when he decided to pop the 'sex' topic. I told him that although I was already 20, I just wasn't ready for that big thing yet. Sex is like a great fantasy, but when it comes to the real thing, I was just afraid and not ready at all. Instead of warming up to my idea of taking things really slow, Puck became really aggressive and tried hoisting my top over my head as he said threateningly in my ear that if I wouldn't do it, he would make me. That was not the caring Puck I knew and I was so afraid of him at that moment. He was much stronger than me but strength fortunately dominated me and I managed to push him away, as I escaped from his house. I've stopped working at Breadstix and I've never seen nor heard from him after that.
"WHAT ARE WE WAITING FOR? LETS GOOOOOOO!" Rachel's booming voice interrupted my thoughts.
Rachel really needed to tone down or I will confiscate her coffee sachets.
"Mission Make-Brittany-Happy shall commence!" Quinn cheered.
I smiled genuinely at two of my best friends and pulled them in for a group hug before we headed out to the San Francisco port.
That's right... Puck is so irrelevant to me right now.
